The Wuji Earth Power of the earth veins surged up from beneath the Nine Earths, gathering high in the sky without dispersing. Chan Master Wuchao's tongue bloomed with Demon Script, drawing the Great Sun True Fire together with Wuji Earth Power. He pointed from afar at Hou Yi, and in an instant, thousands of zhang-sized boulders condensed where his fingertip indicated. Their cores were wrapped in seething true fire as they howled down with the Momentum of Wind and Thunder.
Hou Yi's pupils contracted, his expression darkening as he roared at the sky. In an instant, his dharma form underwent a drastic transformation: each hand gripped a yellow dragon, yellow serpents pierced through both ears, and two thick, powerful arms hung down before his chest. His ten-thousand-zhang body stood towering, ancient and desolate, as though he had stepped forth from the dawn of primordial chaos, while whispers from antiquity echoed deep within his bloodline. The earth-vein qi boiled and surged, spiraling upward behind him to form two horned dragons that lifted his body, their roars shaking the heavens.
He made a grasping motion, and the Sunset Arrow tore through the air on its return. Its form swelled wildly along the way, becoming a sky-propping spear in the blink of an eye. Cold light flickered from its tip, while Gengjin Sharp Qi wound around it like blades.
Hou Yi roared again and again, sweeping and thrusting his spear. Spear shadows whirled through the air, and the sounds of earth and stone shattering rang unceasingly in the ears as countless massive rocks crumbled inch by inch beneath it.
The Great Witch's body stood ten thousand zhang tall in midair, twin dragons coiled beneath his feet, their roars shaking the stars. With a surge of Witch Power, golden light exploded from the dragons'